In a square pavilion in a palace garden, there are three teacups on the table, and the fragrance of tea is lingering, so refreshing. Li Jing covered her eyes, held a tea cup in front of her eyes, and pretended to be calm as she looked at Jiang Chen opposite him through the smell of tea.
"Why has Your Majesty been avoiding me these days?" There was a hint of sadness on Jiang Chen's foxy face.
The originally weak voice was also particularly lonely at this time. If you look carefully, you can still see a crystal sparkle in the corner of your eye.
Yelv Zhiwu, who was sitting obediently next to Li Jing, hummed slightly, then tilted his head slightly and looked at the former curiously.
Hiss... Seeing Jiang Chen's adorable appearance, Li Jing's scalp suddenly exploded. Those who didn't know the situation thought that there was some unexplainable love dispute between them.
Fortunately, the Empress and the others were not here. Otherwise, even if they jumped into the Yellow River, they would not be able to wash themselves out. But there was still no trace of guilt on his face. He just smiled and said: "Zizu is joking. I have just been busy with government affairs these days. I was too busy for a while, so why did I avoid Corpse Zu..."
"Your Majesty, there's no need to say anything... I understand, I understand -" The pitiful surrender gently wiped away his tears and looked away.
Yelu Zhiwu curled her lips secretly, but she just reached out with her bare hands and poured herself another cup of hot tea.
Then after thinking about it, he thoughtfully poured a glass for Li Jing, and then sat next to him without interrupting. Li Jing, on the other hand, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
He glanced at the dozen maids and eunuchs who were waiting outside the pavilion and waved.
"You all get down."
"According to the order..." The dozen or so people in the palace slowly retreated without raising their heads. Li Jing took the tea handed over by Yelv Zhiwu, took a slow sip, and asked in deep thought: "Then why did the Corpse Ancestor come today?"
"Alas -" Jiang Chen sighed quietly and turned around, with a teardrop hanging on his face that I felt pity for.
The emperor couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart. He had indeed been avoiding his subordinates on purpose these days. The key was that he still asked others to find a way to deal with the problems in his body - he was indeed too much of a bastard.
He took a silk handkerchief and handed it to the surrender, and said seriously: "These days, I have lost etiquette and neglected the Corpse Ancestor. I ask the Corpse Ancestor not to take it to heart. After this incident, I will thank you again." Corpse Ancestor." Yelv Zhiwu lowered his head and drank his own tea.
The tea that the Emperor of Central Plains drank was indeed good tea. Jiangchen took the handkerchief, but did not wipe the tears on his face, but forced a smile.
"I know my identity, so I don't dare to blame Your Majesty. It's just that my Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art has made some progress in the past few days, and I have always wanted to find a time to show it to Your Majesty..." Li Jing became interested: "Have you become the Corpse Ancestor?" Jiang Chen nodded gently: "During this period, I used myself as an experiment and made some improvements to the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art." The emperor felt even more guilty.
He immediately stood up and said sincerely: "I will bear in mind the kindness of the Corpse Ancestor. From now on, whenever the Corpse Ancestor has a need, as long as I can do it, I will definitely grant it."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Jiangchen wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and then put it into his arms under Li Jing's gaze.
That seems to have been given to me by Chi Meng... Li Jing's head froze and she couldn't figure out why this dignified corpse ancestor was still snatching handkerchiefs.
Peach blossom eyes squinted at Yelv Zhiwu, who was as quiet as a white lotus next to him, and Jiang Chen stood up.
"Actually, if your Majesty wants to achieve it quickly, there is another way." Li Jing looked forward to it: "I don't know what the corpse ancestor said, so what can I do?" The surrendered minister looked at Yelv Zhiwu and said slyly: "The great shaman may know ——" The latter's sword eyebrows stood upright, and his blazing red eyes looked back at the surrender, as if he had guessed something.
Li Jing frowned. Gently caressing his face, Jiangchen's peach blossom eyes blinked slightly.
"I wonder if the great shaman is curious, where did half of his lost internal energy go?" Li Jing's eyes twitched, remembering what Yelu Zhiwu asked him just now.
He put his hands behind his hands and thought carefully about the purpose of surrendering. As for Yelv Zhiwu, who was looked at by Jiang Chen with a somewhat proud expression, a layer of anger appeared on his good-looking face at this time, and even his cheeks seemed to be flushed with anger.
But she was just annoyed for a moment, then lowered her head and loosened her grip on the tea cup. She snorted: "I'm not curious." The smile on Jiang Chen's face froze for a moment, and she was a little in disbelief: "Aren't you curious why the internal energy disappeared!?" Yelu Zhiwu blew a gentle breath of tea, He raised his head strangely, a little surprised by the woman's suddenly louder voice.
She opened her lips lightly and said softly: "I'm not curious." Jiangchen narrowed his beautiful eyes. The next moment, she leaned down, pressed her hands hard on the table, leaned forward, and looked at Yelu Zhiwu.
"To be honest! How can you not be curious when such a large part of your inner strength has disappeared!?" Yelv Zhiwu raised her head, a little confused: "I can just practice again, it's not that difficult. After a serious injury, Dantian suffered Damage, the dissipation of internal energy is normal, there is nothing to be curious about." This damn Mobei barbarian!
Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, and the sound came out from between her teeth.
"You're so weird!" Li Jing, who was still thinking next to him, was stunned. Is this, this, this, the usually extremely elegant Corpse Ancestor!
Moreover, why does he always feel that these two people who have nothing to do with each other are so explosive? Before he could react, the minister over there was already gushing out one sentence after another.
"You must be curious!"
"Your meridians were severed, your Dantian was damaged, and most of your internal energy was indeed lost! But after being re-healed by my extraordinary method, your internal energy will only regroup and slowly return to its peak."
"But you must be very curious these days, why has more than half a month passed, and your strength is only 50% of its peak, and your strength has also dropped a lot... And you must be curious about this!" Li Jing looked solemn. , sat down slowly.
But Yelv Zhiwu suddenly stood up, his eyebrows raised and his fists clenched tightly.
"Is it your fault?"
"Just say you're curious-" Jiang Chen finally felt proud and sat back elegantly. Yelv Zhiwu was so angry that her simple mind couldn't figure out why Jiang Chen did this.
Regardless of her appearance, she stepped on the stool with one foot and looked bitterly at Jiang Chen opposite her, who was crossing her chest and arms.
The latter looked calm and took a sip of warm tea leisurely and elegantly, as if she was not worried that a fist would fall on her face next moment.
Li Jing was a little worried. He now had a clear idea of Yelu Zhiwu's temperament. This girl is a person who accepts death and never speaks out. Could it be that she already thinks that Jiang Chen is provoking her?
If he hadn't been here, the two of them wouldn't have started fighting, right? After pinching her brows, Li Jing stood up, grabbed Yelv Zhiwu's slender waist, and pulled her back.
d! The skin all over Yelu Zhiwu's body froze instantly, and her fair neck could be seen suddenly turning pink, and it even tended to spread towards her cheeks.
It wasn't until Li Jing put her back on the stool that she realized what she was doing. She snorted and pushed the emperor away who smelled the fragrance.
The smile on Jiang Chen's face froze. She suddenly felt that she was at a disadvantage again... She bit her back teeth hard, and the expression on her face turned into a warm smile again.
I don't care! Over there, after calming down Yelu Zhiwu who almost went berserk, Li Jing looked at Jiang Chen with curiosity.
"According to the words of the Corpse Ancestor - was her internal energy absorbed by you? Or was there someone else?" In fact, he just guessed that it was Yuan Tiangang who was responsible.
It can't be that the marshal is worried that Yelvzhi's dance will seek opportunities to harm him, the emperor, right? But after thinking about it, it felt a little different.
The commander really wanted to destroy Yelu Zhiwu, so he couldn't let Jiang Chen repair her Dantian. Jiangchen crossed his legs and folded them on the other plump thigh.
"Please don't get me wrong, Your Majesty. This inner power has indeed been absorbed by me, but it is only used as a test -" She twisted the tail of her purple-red hair and teased the somewhat angry Yelu Zhiwu: " As for the Great Shaman’s strength, I can find time to use secret techniques to help her recover.”
"No need!" Yelv Zhiwu said with a pretty face and coldly refused. Jiangchen didn't take it seriously, spread his fingers, and trimmed his long and beautiful nails.
At this time, Li Jing always felt that he was somewhat out of tune with this environment. I don’t know what these two ladies are choking on!
After pondering for a moment, he asked: "The Corpse Ancestor used her pure Yang internal energy to conduct experiments?"
"Of course, yin and yang are reconciled." Li Jing was a little surprised: "You need it too, Corpse Ancestor?"
"...Sometimes it is always necessary." Li Jing suddenly realized, and then frowned: "In other words, the Corpse Ancestor can absorb this domineering internal force in my body, and then directly eliminate its threat." Jiang Chen He snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is very perceptive, that's exactly what I meant." Yelv Zhiwu turned his head disdainfully.
Li Jing held her chin with her hand: "It is indeed a good idea, but I'm afraid..." Jiangchen smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, please let me try it first."
"Then let's try it." Li Jing did not hesitate and stood up immediately, preparing to call someone to find a secluded palace room.
Jiangchen said softly: "Just give it a try, we can do it here."
"Okay, what do I need to do?"
"Sit tight." Li Jing still didn't understand: "What?" The next moment, he saw purple light begin to flash between Jiang Chen's palms, like lightning, rolling and flashing.
He looked solemn and sat down again. Yelu Zhiwu was playing with the tea cup, looking thoughtful.
"Come out." Jiang Chen turned sideways slightly, and the tenderness on his face disappeared instantly, turning into a serious expression. She raised her palm, and the flashing purple light went towards Li Jing.
One touch after another, it pierced into the emperor's body like silver needles, and then spread all over his skin, covering his entire chest.
Li Jing's heart immediately felt a faint tingling sensation. He could feel that the internal energy in his dantian was boiling instantly.
And that extraordinarily domineering pure Yang internal force.
"Thump, thump, thump—" His heart was beating extremely fast, but Li Jing had no time to take care of it. The veins on the back of his hands were already popping up.
Pain, cramping, marrow-pulling pain! One internal force after another keeps surging outward, just like skin, flesh and bones tearing apart, so that all the cells in the body are resisting, but in the end they are powerless.
Wisps of pure golden light, like sunlight, continued to pour into Jiang Chen's body along the purple light stream.
Yelv Zhiwu, who had been watching quietly next to him, looked solemn. Because she saw that neither of them seemed very relaxed.
Needless to say, Li Jing closed his eyes as if his teeth were about to be broken. If he hadn't been struggling to hold on, the energy in his body would have destroyed the square pavilion in an instant.
But the witch seemed to be in some pain. Her face was flushed, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and even her palms were trembling slightly.
Yelu Zhiwu hesitated whether to interrupt them. But the one who was more horrified than her was Jiang Chen.
She was suppressing the internal energy that was raging wildly in her body, and she felt very uncomfortable. She couldn't understand why Li Jing looked so painful when she clearly used gentle methods.
Also, how could his inner strength be so domineering!
"Uh-" The two of them were interrupted for a moment, and Jiang Chen suddenly snorted, and his pretty face turned a little pale.
Li Jing opened his eyes in an instant, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes. His heart felt as if it was going to explode just now.
"Your Majesty, how come you have someone else's internal force in your body -" Jiangchen's legs were a little weak, he sat back and frowned.
Li Jing sighed. What he wanted to say just now was that it was difficult for him to suppress his inner strength, so how could it be absorbed by others.
What's more, this is the internal force in the bead.
"Zombie Ancestor, give me the Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art."
